I just want to grumble. I hate it when people are incredibly unsupportive until they see a modicum of success. Makes. Me. Want. To. Pull. My. Hair. Out.
Letting off steam.
That is all.
Letting off steam.
That is all.
I hate it when people are incredibly unsupportive until they see a modicum of success.
As your #2 fan, (certainly your wife is your #1 fan), I agree with you. they should have known you are teh awesum a long time ago!
Personally, I'm glad summer is over because I got sick of ants.*Sigh* I wish I had sychophants.
Personally, I'm glad summer is over because I got sick of ants.
lol. That's not quite what I'm saying. I'm not saying 'I'm awesome, so screw you'...I'm kind of saying 'why bother fucking saying anything now when it was year after year of negativity. I don't need your fucking false shit. stand the fuck off!' kind of sort of that kind of thing. (you probably know what i mean, trish...but not worth getting all shitty about it...just going to let it drop.)
Kevin, who is nowhere near teh awesum but doesn't want anybody who thought all along that he wasn't to suddenly say he is.
I just want to grumble. I hate it when people are incredibly unsupportive until they see a modicum of success. Makes. Me. Want. To. Pull. My. Hair. Out.
Letting off steam.
That is all.
You do kind of look like a Picasso
Dear Kevin,
I know I've never given two shits about your writing and that I've made a hobby of finding passive-aggressive ways insult you, but now that you've crawled your way out of the slushpile I'm happy to inform you that you're my new best friend.
This is going to be so fun! We'll watch Buffy together and braid each others hair and at lunch we'll make fun of the kid with the asthma inhaler and make him start wheezing again. I'll even let you borrow my boots (but not my new ones because they fit just right and your bunions might stretch them out).
Of course, our friendship will have to be contingent upon your continuing success. I mean, I like you and all, but a girl has to keep her options open. You know how it is.
Superficially yours,
Buttmunch
OMG, Kevster. This is so not the same as that. Those "other people" you speak of, well, they're all just jealous because they want to be my best friends too. But they just don't get it. I can't be seen with just with anyone, especially when they don't know how to accessorize. And the fat, ugly friend thing is so yesterday that you-know-who might as well just harpoon herself now.
Stick with me. We're going places.